Nefarium - Hands Bleeding Fear (Pontius Pilate)

Kishore Kumar Hits — Nefarium - Hands Bleeding Fear (Pontius Pilate) lyrics

Artist: Nefarium

album: Ad Discipulum

Wash your hands pilate, they bleed fear*
From the altar of the supreme magistrate
A sick old hag growling from the cage
And it will be a verdict with no resentment
And as the thunder breaks the silence without warning
Sharpen your tongue of the blade of supremacy
Wash your hands pilate, they bleed fear
Because the sword for the victorious is
The sick for the needy
They excrete contempt
And dry our fear on rage of knowledge
Barabra is free and the gates where ajar
Barabra is free and kingdom where rising
Condemn the lamb and devour the head
His heart will be the trophy
In the basin of our crimes
Et renuncio alterum deum
Et renuncio jesum christum
Et ecclesiam apostolicum
In anno sanguinis sigilum
We want to be burned with honour and glory because
He drowns your race in the abyss of pride
But speak magistrate, your word is law
Barabra is free and the gates where ajar
Barabra is free and kingdom where rising

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